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They gave him up his orders At Monroe, Virginia, saying "Steve, you're way behind time! This is not '38, but it's Old '97, you must put her In Spencer Island time." Steve Brody said To his black, greasy fireman: "Just shovel on a little more coal! And when we cross that wide oak mountain, just watch Old '97 roll!" It's a mighty rough road From Litsburg to Danville And Lima's on a three mile grade It was on this grade that He lost his airbrakes And you've seen what a jump he made! He was going down grade Making ninety miles an hour When his whistle Began to scream He was found in the wreck With his hand on the throttle And was courted to death by steam So come on, ladies, You must take warning From this time on! And never speak harsh words To your true-loving husband; He may leave you and never return!
Writer(s): Henry Whitter, Charles W. Noell, Fred J. Lewey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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